Neighbourly Developments

I watched with a smile as my beautiful wife eased herself down my cock. Her red lips kept a tight suction as she worked her way down to the base. With one hand she pulled some of her gorgeous dark hair behind her ear, then began bobbing her head up and down in my lap.

Quickly, I looked back up to keep my eyes on the road. The sounds of Zara's slurping and sucking pleasantly audible over the radio. I ran my free hand through her hair, and traced it down her back to grope at her ample ass.

She moaned around my cock in response, and started to fondle my balls.

Doing my best to not crash, I turned off the highway to head home.

Zara continued milking my cock, sometimes removing it from her mouth to suck on my testicles as well.

I pushed the waistband of her suit trousers down, revealing a pair of black lace panties.

"Ohhhh, I like these." I said as I ran my finger underneath them.

"Felt like trying a new style." Zara popped my dick out of her mouth to reply.

I lightly smacked the revealed arse cheek, watching it jiggle slightly.

Zara moaned, her lips pressed against my crotch.

"Aghen" she said, muffled into my dick.

I slapped her arse again, a bit harder. Zara moaned more.

It had been a few years since I last spanked her at all. Which considering her arse was the best it had ever been, felt long overdue.

Spurred on as I grabbed and lightly spanked her, Zara passionately bobbed her head on my cock. One of her hands playing with my balls while she sucked the life out of me.

I couldn't hold back anymore. Gripping the steering wheel and her arse hard, I came into the back of her throat.

She loudly swallowed, with satisfied groans.

"That was amazing love." I hoarsely told her.

She cleaned me off thoroughly, before putting my limp cock away.

Zara sat back up, wiping some stray drool and cum from her face. "You're welcome sweetheart. Sorry, I just didn't have the patience to wait until we got home after being away from you all day."

Laughing, I told her that she was forgiven.

When we arrived home Zara changed out of her suit into a sleeveless shirt and a loose pair of shorts. She settled on the sofa and started flicking through some on-demand films.

"I'd like an evening inside, just us." She called to me in the kitchen. "I've arranged with Geoff for his first proper session to be this Friday. I finish early then. But I want a couple of days to rest before we see him next."

I walked through to join her on the sofa, putting my arm around her to pull her into an embrace. "Of course love. You know I'm always happy to have you to myself."

Zara nuzzled into me, "Thank you. I just don't want this new development with Geoff to become too dominating. It's moved quite fast over the last week and I just want to have a bit of normality again."

Holding her tightly, I soothingly kissed the top of her head. "I'm sorry. If you feel it's moving too fast, we can hold it, or take a break completely. I'm sure Geoff would understand."

She looked deeply into my eyes. Even after over 8 years together I was still stunned by her beauty. "I'll think about it." She gave me a soft kiss on the lips "I do enjoy it, and it certainly seems you do too."

I couldn't help but give her a goofy grin in confirmation, to which she giggled.

"But I told you before, about the new dynamic that excites me when I'm pleasuring him. It's thrilling and I don't regret it, but I'm still wary of it."

"Still not fully comfortable with it?" I asked her.

"No. It's more that I don't want to get comfortable with it. It just feels wrong, but I guess that's part of what also makes it so good."

"Yeah, the taboo nature certainly adds a lot." I added.

"Hmhmm. But also how different it is, you know? It's just purely physical, non-romantic and not like anything between us." Pausing, as she worked through her thoughts "That's it. It alarms me because it's not a dynamic I'd ever want with us. Even when we toyed with free-use before it was an even thing between us. Not me servicing you, but us just not allowing for any barriers to sex together."

"I understand. But I'm fine with that, in fact I like it for that reason too. It's very hot to see you in a sexual manner that you can't be with me."

"Really?" She asked.

"Yes. I completely agree, I don't want that dynamic with us. But it is still incredibly exciting for me to see you like that. Even if it's not with me. Hell, especially because it's not with me!"

She rose up and held my shoulders. "Ok, good. So you don't mind that I act differently with him? That we might do things together in a way we would never do?"

"No, I love it. It makes me love you even more. I get to be a part of you discovering new elements of yourself that I would not have ever known. I honestly feel closer to you than I ever have before."

She smiled, relieved and touched. "I love you, so much. Thank you." Kissing me, her worries relieved, she melted into me.

I carried her upstairs, still continuing to kiss each other as much as possible without falling over.

We didn't leave the bedroom, until we had to leave for work the next morning.

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It was decided that we would not see Geoff again until the Friday. We still messaged him, but didn't invite him over.

I'm sure he was disappointed in not getting to spend time with Zara. But when we assured him the first proper work-out sesh was still on, he seemed too focused on that for any disappointment to show.

The next couple of days passed much calmer than the previous couple of weeks. The frenzied passion between myself and Zara had mellowed into a deeper connection. We spent the time together enjoying our other hobbies and interests. Mainly hikes in the nearby park when the sun was up, and playing games together in the cool evenings.

"We should invite Geoff to join us for a game soon. He's a lovely man, and has been such a great neighbour. I want to make sure that our friendship with him doesn't devolve into something else." Zara stated during a particularly close card game between us.

I nodded "Good idea. A completely PG game I assume you mean?"

She gave me a look "Yes. It would be a shame if we only thought about spending time with him in a sexual manner."

"You're right. Do you want to invite him for a game before Friday?"

Zara tapped her hand of cards against the table as she thought it over. "Yeah, will help to make it clear we want to see him as a friend still." Then she made her next play.

With a smile and a nod of agreement, I played my hand in response.

Zara jokingly scowled at me as she saw I'd won. "No bloody fair! I was distracted, thinking through your question."

"Not my fault if you couldn't keep your focus on the game. You raised the topic." I laughed.

She stood with a huff. "You will make this up to me." She walked, her hips swaying invitingly, towards the stairs "Right now." As she started to walk up, she removed her top and tossed it to the floor.

When she was out of sight she called down to me "You coming?"

I raced up the stairs after her.

The next day we sent Geoff a message inviting him to a game night at our place that evening.

It was a relatively uneventful couple of hours. A pleasant few games were played, I won most of them much to Zara's playful annoyance, with nothing more than a few furtive glances shared between Geoff and Zara. He was his usual gentlemanly self and Zara reigned her flirting in.

When the evening came to an end Geoff parted with a handshake from me and a warm hug from Zara. She remarked how refreshing it felt to spend time with our friendly neighbour as just that, a friend.

I agreed, though my mind was already thinking ahead to how different it would be the next time we invited him round.

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Even after the normal game night yesterday, I was still a ball of excitement throughout work. Shortly after lunch my phone pinged with a message from Zara.

"Just got home. I'm going to take a long bath to soothe myself."

I replied "Tough day?"

"Could have been better, yeah. But made progress at least."

"Well done, proud of you. I'll pick up dinner on my way back from work."

"Thanks sweetheart. *kissing face*"

A few minutes later my phone buzzed again. This time I was greeted with a pic of Zara resting in the bathtub. Bubbles covered the surface but she had raised herself so her magnificently pert tits were just above the waterline, a few bubbles scattered over their curves with her small nipples peeking through. Her graceful shoulders and slim neck rested back against the side of the tub. She had tied her dark luscious hair into a messy bun and her beautiful face was smiling sultrily into the camera.

I sent a glowing reply back to her. Drowning her with compliments.

"Thank you love. I'll see you in a few hours, can't wait." She sent back.

Doing my best to continue work, trying not to focus on the planned developments this evening, the hours crawled by until my phone buzzed again. The notification was in the group chat this time, Zara had sent another pic.

She was confidently standing in front of our full length mirror, wearing just a black sports bra and matching stretch thong.

Her athletic physique was on display. Full hourglass figure with a toned and slim stomach. Perfect ass at the top of her long graceful legs. DD natural boobs prominently held tight on her chest.

Her expression was coquettish, one finger playfully teasing her waist band. The attached message read "It's another warm day, do you guys think I need to wear anything else for our workout? Or is my underwear all I need?"

We all knew the arrangement for this first proper exercise session. When Geoff met his targets, Zara would remove clothing to keep him motivated and focused.

Though, how my wife becoming increasingly nude would help him focus on something other than her was being purposefully glossed over.

When she was fully nude, he could use her for his own pleasure. No restrictions.

I didn't want to make it too easy for him. He did need to have a productive first session after all.

"I think you'll need a top and shorts as well, love." I quickly typed into the chat before Geoff could reply.

His message shortly followed mine. "I agree. Proper attire is important for an effective work-out."

Zara sent another pic. She was still only in her athletic underwear, but this time had her back to the mirror. She was standing with her long model legs straight, slightly spread. Bending forwards with her toned back arched, popping her magnificent arse out to camera. She was looking coyly over her shoulder, one hand grabbing onto her barely covered plump ass cheek.

"Are you sure guys? I think I look pretty good as is."

We both sent replies praising how incredible she looked.

Geoff added after his message "You look like a goddess whatever you wear Zara. But you don't want to make it too easy for me, do you? ;)"

She sent back another pic, this time wearing a flowing tank top and high cut booty shorts. Her message read.

"I'm impressed by your commitment to an effective exercise session. I'll ensure that commitment gets the rewards it deserves."

My phone pinged me a notification, from Zara just to me.

"Pick up a pack of condoms when you go to the shop. They'll probably need to be a larger size than what we used."

My bubbling excitement nearly boiled over at her message. With my hands nearly trembling I typed back.

"Will do. Love you."

"Love you too."

The end of work couldn't come soon enough.

When it finally did, I raced over to the shop. Picked up a couple of quick ready meals and a pack of XXL condoms.

When I burst through our front door, I rushed out to the back garden. Zara had started her stretches on one of two yoga mats.

Seeing that I'd rushed home, she laughed. "What did you hurry yourself back here for? You know I'd never have started without you."

She came over and pulled me into a deep kiss. We made out fiercely, our mounting excitement and anticipation barely contained.

Zara pulled her head back with a happy hum. "I see you made sure dinner wouldn't take much time."

"Well, there are more important things going on. I didn't want to miss anything." I explained.

She smiled and pulled the pack of condoms out of the bag. Looking it over, she said "Good, you remembered to pick these up as well."

"Of course, I think they're more important than the food!"

Zara laughed at my joke. "I don't know. We can't eat without the food. But I can still have a proper session with Geoff without these." Her brilliant blue eyes shone with a devious glee.

Taken aback at her insinuation, I stumbled out "Would you?"

"No, don't worry. We're not there, yet." Then she kissed me again and placed the condoms on the table. "Of course I wouldn't do it until you were fully ok with it. Like everything." She kissed me again.

I pulled her against me, so she could feel how turned on I was at her teasing. She moaned into my mouth as my erection rubbed against her trim stomach.

We broke apart with a mutual "I love you." I went back inside to change out of my suit. Zara went back to continue her stretching.

When I returned outside I took a seat on a deckchair with my book. Something to keep me occupied during their actual work out, I didn't want to make Geoff feel self-conscious when he was actually trying to improve himself.

But while Zara was stretching and warming up on her own I unashamedly stared at her. I knew she wouldn't mind my slack-jawed stares.

Right on-time, Geoff arrived through our side passage. "Afternoon guys!" Happily waving to us in his large shorts and oversized t-shirt as he walked over.

As he placed his water bottle on the table he paused as he saw the pack of condoms left there.

Zara walked over next to him and sultrily whispered into his ear "Something for later, hopefully." She drew his attention back to her running her hand across his chest. "But you have to earn it first."

He followed her back to the mats, a rather dumbstruck look quickly disappearing from his face to be replaced by one of focus and determination.

Zara began running Geoff through his warm-up. He picked it up quicker than last week, much to her appreciation. "Good to see you're a quick learner. You should be able to make some real progress if you can keep it up."

Once Zara was pleased he was sufficiently warmed up, she got him started on his first exercise. Then began her own routine.

Geoff paced himself well, keeping proper technique as he completed the three sets required. Zara praised his form as he went over to the table.

As he was taking a deserved break and sip of water, Zara's top landed on the table. He turned to see her already back in the middle of her reps, jumping from a full squat with her arms extended above her head. Her large tits nearly bursting out of her now revealed sports bra.

I looked up from my book, to see him smiling in appreciation as he continued to drink. Zara pretended to ignore his staring until she finished her set. Then with a smirk remarked "It's disappointing to see you need such a long rest after only your first exercise. At this rate it doesn't look like you'll hit all your targets."

Taking the not so subtle hint, Geoff put his bottle down and went back to the mat to start his second exercise.

He maintained a good form again, but was clearly starting to flag already. His breath was already heavy, and he was taking longer and longer rests between each set.

Zara pushed him on with verbal encouragement. She also took on more provocative poses during her work-out. Thrusting her chest out, arching her back to make her arse pop and running her hands over her breasts during rests.

With great effort, Geoff pulled himself through to finish the last rep. He quickly sat down on the mat, collecting his breath. Once he was breathing normally again, he returned to the table to get some more water.

This time when he turned back to my wife; he saw her bent at the waist, hands on the floor, with straight legs. She had her booty shorts around her ankles. Her nearly bare arse looked amazing, her stretch thong barely covering her grabbable cheeks as she presented herself to Geoff.

Keeping her hands on the floor, she kicked her shorts off behind her towards our neighbor. Then spread her legs and slid them out behind her, keeping her arms straight until her pelvis touched the mat. Her back was arched, with her plump arse on show.

With a sultry expression she looked over her shoulder at Geoff, her hair tumbling down her toned back. "Only 2 more to go."

She raised her hips up and brought her feet in to almost touching her hands, returning to her starting position. As Geoff walked back he couldn't help but run his hand over her arse, it being so invitingly presented to him.

"Oi! Bad man!" She lightly swatted his hand away. "You're only halfway through your targets. No touching until I say so." Zara scolded Geoff, her tone was serious but still jovial. "I want an extra set on each remaining exercise as recompense."

"Sorry Zara." Geoff apologised. "I just couldn't resist." He took his position for his first set, then forced out an exaggerated sigh. "An extra two sets seems a bit harsh. Your arse is divine Zara, and you were practically waving it in my face. You sure I need to make it up to you that much?" He gave his best bargaining face.

"Hmmm.... I don't know...." As she pretended to mull his question over she shook her ass side to side. Teasing him even more as her cheeks bounced hypnotically. "I am impressed by your commitment and progress. Don't want to dishearten you by setting too big a challenge, just from one lapse of control." She stood upright and looked at me.

"What do you think love?"

I lowered my book from where it had been held, below my eyeline, and with mock serious deliberation replied "I think you were just a bit too severe. A lesser repayment should be fine."

Zara flashed me a smile "Well if my dear husband thinks you deserve it, I'll let you off with just one extra rep each remaining set." She walked over and gave me a deep kiss, Geoff began his third exercise with his eyes glued to my wife's rear as she bent down to me.

"Are you sure about this?" She whispered into my ear. "Are we really ready for our old neighbour to fuck me?"

I steadied my breathing as nervous excitement churned in my stomach. "I am if you are."

She gave a small nod, then with surprising shyness said "I'm already wet."

Kissing my cheek, she sashayed back to the mats. Leaving me to pick my jaw off the floor.

"No cheating Geoff, I'll be counting." Zara told him as she resumed her routine.

Sweating profusely, he was putting his all into it. The strain of the extra reps pushing him to his limit. Forcing his body to finally reach his last rep, he immediately lay down to take deep ragged breaths afterwards.

"Well done Geoff." Zara said as she pulled her bra off over her head, tossing it towards the table. Her glorious tits dropped free to bounce slightly on her chest. She ran her hands over them, gently massaging her nipples.

Rejuvenated at the sight of my wife's bare breasts, Geoff pulled himself up to drink more water. While he stood, psyching himself up for the final exercise, Zara ran one finger along the inside of the waistband of her thong. Her piercing blue eyes locked with his and she sultrily teased "One more to go."

Geoff steeled himself for the last hurdle. His desire fuelling him as he took his position on the mat.

It was genuinely impressive to see Geoff force himself to reach the final target. It was obvious he was absolutely exhausted, just getting through on sheer will power alone.